Canada x Reader - Play Along by AProudHetalian, literature
Literature
Canada x Reader - Play Along
Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and
CanadaxShyReader Observed by cheesycheesecrackers, literature
Literature
CanadaxShyReader Observed
Canada…he was always so quiet always melding into the crowd. You had never seen a man so…so…how can you put it. He wasn’t shy, he was very soft spoken. Yes, he was soft spoken. You usually observed his actions and how he would react to them. How his eyes showed comprehension, and a type of maturity. You’ve tried getting close to him but let’s say…you never truly could. You didn’t know how to approach him, or how to even start a conversation with him. You had a fear deep within your heart that he would reject you. Or that once you got to know each other you would find out that you didn’
"_______..."
"________?"
"_________!"
You jumped, Matthew's voice startling you from the scatter of thoughts occupying your mind. Your reaction caused the Canadian to flinch a bit in surprise, yelping out a small 'Maple!'.
"Sorry Mattie." You apologized with a self-conscious smile. "I got distracted for a sec."
Your friend hugged his bear closer to him and gave you a sheepish smile. "It's okay, ________. But..um, what was your answer for question 6?"
You and Matthew had been doing weekly study sessions for almost a month now. You had horrible grades in History, but scored excellently in Math. Vice versa, Matthew couldn't do math well, b
Two For One - SwitzerlandXReader by gilbugpls, literature
Literature
Two For One - SwitzerlandXReader
"Vash! Look what I got at the market today!" You squealed, running into the shared house and holding something behind her back.
You and Vash had been dating for about a year now. You moved in his cottage-styled house with him about six months ago from (Any other country). His house wasn't large, but not small either. It had a rather large garden in the front, two levels, and a shooting range overlooking the woods in the backyard. He entire place smelled of a mixture of the finest chocolate and gunpower, but it wasn't overwhelming. It was just right, to suit the both of you. His younger sister Lilli had moved out about a year before you came
Escalators - DenmarkXReader by gilbugpls, literature
Literature
Escalators - DenmarkXReader
"Haha! Go go!" You cheered, putting your hands in the air as Mathias pushed you in a rolling desk chair around the huge store. You were hanging out with your five friends, and of course you and Mathias were the ones goofing off.
The six of you got separated and everyone was looking for each other. Well, you and Mathias weren't. From right when you walked into the store, all of you went separate ways. From what the two of you gathered, Tino was with Berwald, and Lukas was with Emil.
You laughed as you stepped out of the chair once it stopped rolling, landing on shaky feet. You grinned at your companion who rolled the chair back into it's pla
Arschloch - PrussiaXReader by gilbugpls, literature
Literature
Arschloch - PrussiaXReader
You rubbed your tired eyes, looking at the words on the textbook page as your eyesight grew fuzzier too. You had huddled yourself up in the corner of your dorm, textbook sitting in your crossed legs. Tomorrow was in approximately an hour; and tomorrow was a very special day.
You yawned and shoved the book off your lap, standing up to stretch your legs and take a little break. About two years ago, you moved from your home in (country), switching you to a new highschool. Now, you were a first year university student, all on your own out in the big world. Everyone else at this school already knew each other from past years spent together. You f
Batter and Babysitters - CanadaXReader by gilbugpls, literature
Literature
Batter and Babysitters - CanadaXReader
"Is it done yet!?" You whined, peeking over your bestfriend's shoulder as he mixed the batter.
"(Y/N)! I told you, it takes a while!" He blonde said, imitating your tone, but quieter. In response, you stuck your tongue out at him and turned around, about to leave when one of the kids came running in and tackled your legs. Playing along, you fell backwards and crashed into your friend Matthew, who in turn dumped the sticky mixture of batter everywhere.
You and Matthew Williams had been best friends since third grade. Now the two of you were second years in highschool, and learning to support yourselves and lead a life. You both talked to you
You were walking to the first day of high school. (That's right, 'cause you're a rebel.)
'God, it's freezing outside!' you thought to yourself as you buried yourself (consider new word. Just used yourself a couple of words ago) deeper into your cozy jacket. You were a little scared because you had just moved here from across town. You looked down at yourself. 'I am wearing a cute blouse, skinny jeans, and boots... Not bad [name], not bad. Ok... let's do this!' You walked into school and went to the cafeteria for the assembly.
You took a seat in the front, far away from that really obnoxious albino kid. 'Dude tone down the "awesome".' you th
Jealous!ItalyxReaderxRomano~Request by 1meh8, literature
Literature
Jealous!ItalyxReaderxRomano~Request
You sat there patiently, trying to mantain the straight face you had to use for the upcoming picture. Yes, finally! Today was the day you actually got your passport! Once it was completed, the hardest part came. Deciding where you wanted to go. It sounded a little dumb to you at first, but you saved up enough money to practically go anywhere, so you were already in a good position. After the woman took your photo, you gladly sat there quietly, restraining your face and smiling so your laugh lines were more visable now. It was the, you heard the swift buzzing of your celluar device, and scanned it without further ado.
You had multiple texts f
Father!ScotlandxReader::THAT Kind of Dad by SnazzyWriter, literature
Literature
Father!ScotlandxReader::THAT Kind of Dad
THAT Kind of Dad
Father!Scotland x Reader
Your father… YOUR father…oh that man was definitely a dad alright. And you were definitely your dad's little angel; his princess, baby, et cetera. That man was Alistair Kirkland and if anything were certain, if any boy laid a finger on you, that finger would be missing in a heartbeat. Your father, in other words, was the most stuck up, protective, condescending man on the planet, but…he was your father.
Your palms were sweaty, knees weak, and your nerves were in overdrive as you entered your house. It wasn't that you were scared of your father, no, it was the fact that you were scared for the